The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

The answer seems to be coming out, but at a key point, it is stuck again.

Anxiaxia rubbed her sore head and rode on her little electric machine, humming back home.

When I turned on the computer and just logged in to Penguin, Su Xiaomo's news came over—

"Crouch! I found Xiao Huangman again! Ah, Xiaxia, what should I do!"

She made a weeping expression, and An Xia Xia shook her leg and laughed: "Have He fought with you for three hundred rounds to satisfy your desire to be fit for many years?"

After she moved, she was still in contact with Su Xiaomo. She was bored at college. Anxiaxia ran to a website to write. She was very talented in this area. She wrote a few books, somehow became a copy of Yanmei CP. Her Majesty Su Xiaomo, she opened a copy of Yan Meiwen, and then suddenly became the **** of the site ...

Some time ago, a company bought the copyright of her comics and planned to find a hand-drawn manuscript, so she recommended Su Xiaomo.

Su Xiaomo's painting went smoothly, because An Xiaxia's writing was clear water, and there were only two bed scenes ... She meticulously painted it, and was discovered by the cohabiting He Jiayu ...

"Fuck ... I suspect now, He Jiayu doesn't love me! He doesn't love my flesh | body at all!" Su Xiaomo continued to cry, "It's been so many years, I haven't even eaten him! I Now seriously doubt his X function! "

Anxia Xiayu: "... hehe, Momo, are you too reserved, or you can try again?"

"Really? Then I'll try ... I must throw him down!" Su Xiaomo made a decisive attack with a brave remark.

Smelling a strong aroma from her nose, she swallowed and drove towards the kitchen.

The weather is too hot, the voltage at home is unstable, the power is cut off, and the kitchen is hot like a steamer. He Jiayu's naked upper body revealed her strong and powerful chest, and a few drops of sweat flowed down his clear abdomen, hiding in his trousers ...

Wow ... He Jiayu is really a beauty in clothes and a fairy in undress!

Su Xiaomo wiped his saliva, and called me with a sorrow, "Dear ~"

He Jiayu glanced at her, smiling mildly like water, but refused to ignore her.

Su Xiaomo was so embarrassed that she would die if she didn't talk to her. She poked poorly: "I'm sorry ... I won't doodle anything in the future. Will you forgive me?"

He Meiren smiled like a spring breeze, still silent.

Seeing that this trick was useless, Su Xiaomo directly zoomed in: "Dad!"

He Jia shook his hand and almost threw the shovel!

Su Xiaomo's dogleg said: "As long as you forgive me, I will call your father in the future!"

He Jiayu: ... Can you be a little bit austere?

A narrow and gentle eyebrow glared at her, Su Xiaomo converged a lot.

She gazed at He Jiayu, who was long and thin, and wok, cooking, and Jun was exuding sweat on her face. She was so handsome she couldn't even blink.

After cooking, He Jiayu was about to serve the dish, but found that he had forgotten to take the plate, and his brows slightly twisted.

Su Xiaomo shouted with a wink: "I'm coming!"

She took a plate, He Jiayu raised her eyelids, Su Xiaomo took the opportunity to tear her pajamas, exposed Bai Nen's shoulders, and madly discharged to He Jiayu: "Look at my beauty, forgive Me! "

He Jiayu blushed, and said dumbly, "Su Xiaomo, do you think ... I really dare not treat you?"